Doting on the Masked Wife

Tong'er knelt on the ground. She just felt very discouraged. After a long time, she heard a small "buzzing" sound above her head.

I don't know if it's a mosquito or something. The tiny flying insects flap their wings and make a buzzing sound.

Tong'er hung her head in despair. She thought silently: Are even the bugs laughing at me? But suddenly, she raised her head abruptly.

Yes. There are bugs flying.

If there is no exit here, how could insects fly in. I didn’t see any stagnant water just now. The insects did not breed in the passage. They must have flown in from the entrance or exit.

She got up from the ground and walked after the bug. However, after a while, the buzzing sound of the bug disappeared. She couldn't see anything in the dark.

Another disappointing result.

Tonger leaned against the wall. In the darkness, there was only the sound of her depressed breathing and heartbeat. The terrible silence seemed to squeeze a person's heart out of his chest.

She unconsciously leaned against the wall. Unexpectedly, her fingers touched a bump on the wall.

Her heart moved, and she pressed down on the strange protrusion with her hand.

A strange thing happened. I saw that the opposite wall was separated from both sides. In the rumbling sound, a new passage appeared.

&nd5wx. Baidu search "Fifth Literature" to see the latest chapter bsp; Tonger looked at this dark and deep passage in amazement. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should walk through it or not.

Stay here. It's probably a dead end.

Go over. Maybe you will encounter something more terrible. Die worse.

Tong'er bit her lip and smiled wryly.

Now that this is the situation. Is she still worried about something more terrible?

What happened during this period of time was already beyond what she could have imagined.

So far, what does she still care about?

Taking a deep breath, she lowered her hand resting on the switch and walked slowly towards the passage

Is there. Is it a man-eating dragon's pond or a tiger's lair? Or is it an exit to escape from the sky.

neither knows.

**

Tong'er felt the darkness and walked along the deep and secret passage. She didn't know how long she had walked. She was a little desperate. She thought she was trapped in the darkness again and couldn't get out.

How many secrets are there in this ancient castle? There are such deep and long passages.

Suddenly, her eyes were stabbed, and she immediately raised her hand to block her eyes.

It turned out that a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in front of me. My eyes suddenly felt uncomfortable and hurt.

Tong'er saw this ray of light, as if seeing hope, and hurried forward.

However, she also knew that the place where the light appeared in front of her did not know where it was or where anyone was. So her footsteps were very soft.

After walking for a while, the light was very obvious. It seemed that someone took a candlestick or a torch and stuck it on the wall, illuminating the secret passage.

Tong'er vaguely saw a tall figure in front of him, wearing a black windbreaker.

Her eyes were stinging, and she couldn't see the appearance of that figure clearly. It was just an indescribable beating in her heart.

She was about to walk over when she stopped suddenly.

Tong'er turned her head slowly and looked at the place where she was standing in surprise. The row of murals.

It is a mural.

From where she stood. It spread all the way. It was full of rich glazed murals. It was so lifelike. It was fascinating.

Tong'er held back her astonishment, and slowly retracted her feet. Standing there, she looked at the murals on the wall.

With the light coming from afar, she saw the oil painting on the wall depicting a thin but tall young man wearing a black cloak.

This young man is wearing a black cloak. The clothes on his body are medieval attire. It seems that his position and status are also very noble.

Tong'er looked at them one by one, and was startled for a moment.

But I saw this young man jumping down from the air in this painting. The black cloak spread out like the wings of a bat. A pair of blue eyes became blood red. Even the long hair tied with a black ribbon behind his head The hair also broke free from the restraint and flew up from the air, dancing wildly in the wind like black seaweed.

This painting is vivid. It seems that you can see the terrible murderous aura on this man. It is like an indescribable breath that is very different from human beings.

At the man's feet, a group of men in black with muskets are approaching a group of people dressed as princes and ministers. They are obviously under the orders of that terrifying man in black cloak. They are as murderous as him.

Tong'er held back her surprise. She covered her mouth with her hand and looked all the way down. The more she looked, the closer she was to the tall figure in the distance.

Gradually. She understood the story. Or the ins and outs of the legend

The red-eyed man wearing a black cloak and long hair tied with a ribbon behind his head should be the first generation owner of this castle. He is also the first Earl of Edson.

Tong'er thought of the horrible man who kidnapped him into this old castle and forced himself to wear a mask. He should be the earl of this term.

Look at their looks. They really seem to be in the same line

Both are demons.

The first Earl of Edson back then. That is, the man on the wall was cursed by the witch Manlin. The owner of the Edson family. That is, every subsequent Earl. He will never get true love. Betrayal by the women you love. Or let them die by your own hands.

After all, you will never get the one you love.

Tonger frowned. She thought so too. Everyone in this old castle was weird. They either hated her or wanted to kill her. Especially the bastard Earl Scum who robbed her and threatened her. He was a devil at all. It turned out that they were all under the shadow of the devil.

Just cursing this kind of thing. Don't they really believe it?

But think again. There are many things in this world that cannot be explained.

Just like before being masked by the devil Earl and forced to bring him to Edson Castle. She had dreamed of him long ago.

I even dreamed that he was wearing an ancient costume. In ancient times, he was with Yu'er, that is, the Yufei who looked exactly like me.

All of this... there is no way to explain it.

There was even a time when Tonger thought she was going crazy. Otherwise, she would not always have these dreams repeatedly. She would always wake up in her sleep. Only when she woke up did she find herself in tears. It's hard. But I can't tell what it is. It's like heartache for what.

Tong'er pursed her lips and smiled bitterly. What was she thinking? The Earl of the Demon had a sworn hatred with her. Her own father was still tortured by his hands. She was thinking about these absurd things .

If it's true. I used to have some relationship with him, it must be a bad relationship.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise not far away. Tong'er was startled. She turned around suddenly, only to see that the tall figure in the black windbreaker stretched out her hand, and her five fingers were inserted into the wall alive. .leaved five deep holes.

And his hand was withdrawn unharmed. With his roar, he inserted his hand into the wall again.

"Even the last insistence. Can I not keep it?"

With his low growl, his fingers once again inserted five clear deep holes into the wall.

Ah, this voice. This voice...

Tong'er saw this scene and heard this familiar and frightening voice. She immediately covered her mouth to prevent her frightened voice from coming out. Only a pair of big eyes were left showing surprise and hatred.

It turned out to be the Devil Count.

**She. Forced her. Forced her to put on a mask to be his slave's demon count.

He stood there. For some reason, he went berserk. He kept venting his grievances and anger. It looked quite scary.

Maybe he also knows that this appearance will be puzzled and feared by the world. That's why he hid here to vent.

Tong'er hates him deeply. Even if she knows that he has such a cursed background, she doesn't feel sorry for him.

As for the terrifying power in him...

As expected of the Earl of Demons. He also possesses the power of demons.

Although they were cursed by the Manlin witch many years ago, they are very pitiful and very sad. But can they trample on others wantonly like this?

Not worthy of sympathy at all.

On the contrary, it is extremely hateful and hateful.

Tong'er was just thinking this way, but only heard him suddenly say: "In the end, no matter what, this is the only result."

Tong'er's heart skipped a beat when he heard it. He didn't know who he was talking about. Then he heard him murmur: "Don't think that you can escape from my grasp by doing this. You are delusional..."

Tong'er felt strange. Could it be that besides himself, the devil count imprisoned someone in the castle?

Her heart was pounding. She could only hear his vague and hoarse voice saying: "I thought... you loved me a little bit... thought that what you said to me was also true. I... ... Seriously. Seriously..."

Tong'er couldn't help but startled.

Who is this devil count talking about.

Could it be that there is someone he likes in his heart, but he is disliked by that person?

This...such a demon... unexpectedly has someone he likes.

"...Even if I'm cursed. Even if I'm destined to get a woman who betrayed me. I don't want to let go..." He suddenly smiled. Laughed very self-deprecatingly.

"So you listen to me. Even if you want to escape to the ends of the earth, I will not spare you..."

When Tonger heard this, she felt that the devil count was pitiful, terrible and hateful. She was flustered, and when she stepped back, she couldn't help not paying attention to her steps, and suddenly made a sound.

Murong Lie, who was still talking to himself, suddenly turned his head when he heard the voice, and shouted sharply: "Who?"

When Tonger turned his head, he saw that there was an incomparably coquettish red light flowing in his eyes. It was extremely strange and not human-like.

Immediately, she turned her head and ran away in fright.